Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
I dropped Alyssa and Max off at Sarah Mcrell's house for a cookie party. I had a couple of hours to kill, so I drove around Holden a bit. I was listening to Elliot Smith's Tomorrow Tomorrow off of XO at the time.
I worked a bit over thanksgiving weekend and got stressed out. The worst of the 3 burns required my hand to be in water that was below 60 degrees. I used two thermometers to remind me when to add ice. This was a wonderful time to catch up on reading the New Yorker.
It all started with rectangular plates that Alyssa and I purchased from Crate & Barrel. These bland innocent plates begged to have food thrown on them in ways that would force me to challenge my food presentation.
Each meal shown on my new blog table tongue only survived a few seconds before Alyssa could perform her ritual of consuming + critiquing new entrees from our kitchen.